Motorcycle Gang Leader Falling Hearts
Chapter 1: The wrong target

Chapter 1: The wrong target

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The Dea Zalmira Grandra. A beautiful 22-year-old woman is in her final semester. Two years ago I moved to Jakarta. The work of both parents requires her to inevitably move.

Mother and Father could not let their only child live alone in the city of B.

Did not have the courage to refuse, and indeed the basic Dea of good women, obedient not much objection always put the wishes of the family before her.

"Dea, help Mother lift the cake in the oven," in a high voice shouted at her daughter rushing towards the kitchen.

"Yes Mother," he said from outside the back garden reading a book, laying on the table.

"Don't forget to turn the stove off."

"Yes Mother."

Simple Dea house is not big is not small, it is fitting to stay three. A small back garden filled with ornamental plants that step.

The kitchen became a favorite place of Dea and Mother. Where a lot of heavy food cookware and snacks.

Mother in addition to being a housewife also has its own busyness that is receiving food orders and cake orders, but in small forms not large. Because the capital is mediocre so unable to develop talent.

The size of the kitchen is not large, two roaster ovens are placed on the stove. The table is still full of eggshells that have not been cleaned.

Plastic packets of cake materials are scattered on the table and cake decoration.

There is no art in their small house, Mother prefers to do all by herself of course with Dea.

"Mother, where is this cake going?" dea asked after removing the cooked cake from the oven.

"No. That's for your father's boss. Today is my birthday" answered the mother.

"When was it given? isn't Dad in the office now?" ask Dea again confused.

"Dad has been to the office. But the cake wasn't given to the office but to Dad's boss' house."

"Then who's driving her?"

"If Dea is not busy, can you help deliver to the address of Daddy's boss?"

"Can Mother. Dea change clothes first."

The small house has 3 bedrooms, two toilets and two bathrooms. Dea's room is near the back garden.

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"How, did you get what I wanted?" brayen asked the man next to her.

"It's coming soon too. Don't be so rude, boss. Pity is still a seal," he said and welcomed laughs by other friends who took a seat.

"Haha... Severe loh. When is Brayen? don't PHP a lot in women later you get karmic. Wouldn't she?" ledek Jery confusedly shook his head with the attitude of this one friend of his.

"Don't worry. No woman dares to do as I do now or the woman who does that will make me regret it" Brayen said, smiling confidently.

He immediately got up from his seat hearing the bell.

"You guys get to the back garden fast. I want to have a little fun" Brayen's mischievous smile walked away from them.

"Basic.... "

"Yes, let's move. Don't interfere with his pleasure," invite another friend to another friend.

Brayen's gaze was instantaneously silent like a statue did not say a word. Lips feel frozen.

The sound of her house bell turned out to indicate the arrival of a beautiful angel. The woman in front was now very seductive of the woman he had met before.

Hair in the booth, lentic eyelashes, nose pointed, thin lips as beautiful as pomegranate color. Perfect one word describes the beautiful face of the woman.

"You are so beautiful" without warning Brayen pulled the woman into his arms.

"Hey, release! who you?" revolting women are not comfortable in the arms of men especially those who are not familiar.

"I'm the man who will satisfy you today. Don't be afraid I'll do it gently," impolite Brayen stroking the sen area**** the woman.

"You're so disrespectful! release her! I'm not that kind of woman," her anger doesn't accept in the call woman's word.

"Don't be ashamed, dear. There's just the two of us here. No need to be jaim anymore. Show all your seriousness" said Brayen.

His hands stroked up behind the clothes. Lips begin to*** nape the neck of the woman.

Footsteps slowly entered leading to the guest room near the door. Kisses are not let go. The woman's body was very calm.

"Mother, Father.please.I don't want to be like this," her cries screamed inwardly.

"Awf... "

"We're gonna have fun, baby. I love the smell of your body, all yours I like" Brayen's smile pushed her into the bed.

"I beg you not to do this. I'm not the call woman you said I was. I'm just here to ask my dad to give me a cake as a birthday gift my dad's boss named Mr. Pointer," the woman cried none other than Dea.

Crying is so afraid of the man who brought his forced do what should not be done.

His neck is now full of possession marks.

"Dad?" surprised Brayen instantly realized. Recalling the face of the woman asked to accompany her morning.

Her hands stroked Dea's face gently. Straight eyes don't blink. Both eyes are mesmerized on the lips pink seductive.

"Hmmpt-i... "

Dea was shocked to shake her head as an act of refusal. But Brayen kept doing even deeper.

Both hands squeezing the blanket. Beautiful white room. Being a witness to a crazy man doing something Dea has never done.

"Sugary. Whatis yourname? I'll pay you as long as you accompany me this morning" confident Brayen.

"Sad... You think I'm a woman what? I'm not a call woman. Even though I live in moderation I feel no shortage! please find a woman out there who does have a hobby there with you!" angry Dea.

"A very doubtful word. A lot of women say the same to you but the end of the bed is a nice place" Brayen said.

"That's the woman you know. Whereas I don't you know, "Dea pushed the body of the man in front and immediately woke up.

A sharp look, tears still left on the face. But all did not make the man feel guilty but smiled.

"I want to know you now, how?" challenge Brayen rose to grab Dea's hand wanting to stay away from her.

"Let go! you are very disrespectful. I can report you to the police!" snapped Dea angrily his hands were held tightly.

"Please do whatever I like. But after dealing with the police I'll marry you" Brayen casually smiled.

"Dreams! even dead I will not marry you. Quickly release me," pull Dea on trying to break free.

...Bysing......

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